11.Weak With Love
Written：Jim Keltner／S.Hoffs／David Baerwald／Larry Klein／D
December eighth in nineteen-eighty
I was home on Avondale
Boys were playing basketball
When the news came in.
I heard my brother say, 'Oh my God!'
I said, 'What's the matter, Jesse？'
He said, 'I don't want to tell you this'
And he would not meet my eyes.
Please comfort me
And shelter me
I am weak with love
Comfort me
And shelter me
I am weak with love
The policeman laid him in the police car
He was shot and bleeding
Then he said, 'Are you John Lennon？'
John couldn't speak but he nodded 'yeah'.
I heard my brother say, 'Oh my God!'
I said, 'What's the matter, Jesse？'
He said, 'I don't want to tell you this'
So he took me for a drive.
Please comfort me
And shelter me
I am weak with love
Comfort me
And shelter me
I am weak with love
Love, love, love.
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